After a day of working in the bathroom it was nice to hide in the soap room to make a few loaves before the Olympics came on every night.
I've had a nice little routine going that comes to an end today.
I've got lots more fruit scented soap curing. Meet Black Cherry. I am very fond of cherry so I hope this one holds its scent through the long curing process.
Lime Margarita is very, very yummy. The greens even worked out this time. Green is a hard color to work with.
Aloe and Cactus water smells nothing like what I would think Aloe would smell like but it's full of aloe extract so I have high hopes for it.
Yuzu is not for the faint of heart. Yuzu smells like rotten fruit. I bought this scent last summer because of the rave reviews and hated it. Recently I took out an old bar of it that I had made as a test and I LOVED IT. Maybe it's this dreary winter weather but suddenly that rotten fruit smell seemed more lush and exotic than stinky. I even made myself some lotion bars and foot fizzies with this scent so I'm covered in Yuzu and I don't even know what a Yuzu is.
Finally I made an old favorite, Mango and Papaya. It's not the end of the road though.
I've got Coffee and Lavender Sage in molds turning into soap as I speak. That's the end of the road for sure. I've got 99 bars that need to cure for the Spring giveaway. In six weeks. Watch this space.
We are back to our usual winter weather, chilly and damp, so I took advantage of a glum afternoon to sit down and steek Tracery-and chickened out. Not because I was afraid of steeking but because I knew I was heading for a disaster of another kind.
I had taken some good measurements and realized that if I took it all back to the armpits I could re-shape it so it just might fit. After all these years and all this work I thought it deserved a second chance at becoming a wearable garment.
I drank a glass (or two) of wine and sat in a quiet room and ripped it all back to the underarms. It hurt while I was doing it but when I picked it up again last night I was glad I did it.
On a happier note, Snowfling is coming along nicely. It's such a pleasure to do color work with worsted weight yarn for a change.
My Olympic handspun seems to have turned into clown barf after all but I suppose that's what I was really going for. They are becoming a pair of dispensable mitts that can live in my coat pockets. I won't cry if I lose one of these. This is exactly why I rarely dye things but it was more likely that it was my sloppy dividing of the fiber that caused the rather unattractive weirdness in the striping. It's always something. That's why I like to leave this sort of thing to the experts.
It was almost 80 degrees here today. I'm not trying to rub it in to you guys still in the throes of winter. I'm here to complain. I miss winter.
Sure it was nice to take a walk before dinner down a path in the woods that led to the bay.
In spite of all that panting Pup is doing, the bay breeze was nice and cool. Back at home not so much. It's hot as heck in here as I am writing this post but who can turn on the AC-in February.
I did get out the flip flops and a sundress for my walk.
I had a date the night before with a freshly made foot fizzy and a lotion bar but I still need to get last year's polish off. Before I do all that I am going to check the weather. It will probably snow this weekend. At least I hope so.
It's been all tiling, all day around here but if I get up early enough I have had a few minutes to do some piecing. I think I am really getting the hang of this and I can see why it's such a popular project. It's better than doing the same block over and over.
Having said that, look at the next block. Yowza. It's got over 40 pieces.
I decided to take a shortcut and get rid of all the teeny tiny half square triangles by reprinting the pattern on cardstock and making my own pieces.
Oy....it's still a lot of pieces but it's more manageable.
I think I also have a solution for those naughty leaf shaped blocks. Jane may have had the talent to piece them but I don't. After watching a bunch of tutorials I decided I am taking the easy way out. I am ironing them onto fusible webbing and them just stitching them down. At least I think I am. Time will tell.
We have a saying here in Maryland. "If you don't like the weather, wait a minute". That was never truer than yesterday. The Mister and I went out for a walk with Pup during a sunny break from all the rain in the afternoon. On the way back in I spied this pansy in bloom. Squeee.....
We headed down to the craft room for about an hour to make a birthday card for his sister and when we emerged the world was a winter wonderland. No snow was expected here but it showed up anyway. It was better than the rain we were expecting. Much better.